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Chapitre 3: Episode 3. Prodigal son returned (2) (2)

"okay?"

"yes."

With his shirt off, he held his left hand behind his back and raised his sword in his right hand, aiming at the middle school. No matter how long he had been standing in that position, Yan Wei's upper body was covered with sweat.

The cold autumn wind created a translucent haze on his body. Breathing was a little rough, but not loud.

"How did you look?

"

"yes?"

"I asked how you two looked."

Kang Yoon spoke honestly about what he felt.

"It was only for a short time, so I didn't know the details. However, the atmosphere did not seem bad."

"is it."

"yes."

Yeon-wi, who had been watching the tip of the sword for a moment, finally relaxed.

Sureureung.

The sound of the sword going into the armour was as smooth as a song.

'You said you did it yourself?

'

Hearing Kang Yun's report, Yan Wei was inwardly puzzled.

The first hated the second because he hated it. To some extent, it was to the point of being treated as a non-existent person.

And Yeon-wi knew why the first hated the second.

But did he confess that he did it? Why?

"Anything else special?

"

"None."

"Okay."

Kang Yoon lowered his head moderately.

"I will call the head of the corporation."

"All right."

"yes?"

"I said you don't have to call."

Kangyoon's face, hard like a wooden doll, showed an honest question.

"Aren't you going to ask Lee Gongja for his sins separately?

"

Yan Wei stared at Kang Yun without a word.

Kang-complexion yoon's turned pale. He was shocked as if hundreds of swords were piercing his body when he met his gaze with the head of household.

"Kang Daeju."

"Yes, yes!

"

"Don't forget your position."

"sorry!"

"Let's go."

Kang Yun bowed his head and stepped back in a polite manner.

Yan Wei looked up at the sky.

There was not a single cloud in the sky. The wind was cool, and the sunlight was just right.

'Isn't it something to be very concerned about?

'

During the ancestral rite, he was surprised to see the first hugging the second out of the blue.

A person's tongue is easy to get wet with lies, but actions are hard to get wet with lies. The appearance of the first, who was deeply moved while holding the second, was obviously full of deep emotion.

And also to yourself.

Yeon-wi felt an unknown embarrassment at the appearance of the first child, who had never come so close to his father before.

'Am I thinking of something crazy?

'

When I was eighteen, I was all grown up. If it wasn't for Moorim's scion, he would have survived even after getting married.

However, the first one has never shown the image of an adult. Even the father himself did not know what the first son was thinking.

Yan Wei took out the sword from his girdle and threw it into the arsenal.

thud!

The shelf shook greatly. From the outside, it looked like any other long sword, but the specially made sword was a heavy sword weighing twenty pounds.

"Wangjeon."

"Yes, my lord."

A muffled voice came from the empty void.

"When did you say you would arrive from the Namgung family?

"

"They say it will take about four days."

"Did they say that the son of Namgung family is also coming?

"

"Yes, I am the youngest daughter of the Namgung family. She said that she came to audition for a while at the school where Confucius studied. She arrived a few days ago."

"okay?"

He is not interested in the daughter of the head of the household. However, she said that one of the heads of the Namgung family would visit Yeonga. It was the first time she had a big guest of her own.

"Tell the hostess. Be ready to receive guests in two days."

"All right."

There was a palpable tiredness in Yeon-dull wi's eyes.

At least it didn't seem to be because of the two sons.

* * *

The three days passed very quickly.

There was a lot to think about and a lot to organise. It was a punishment, but it was a very precious time for Yeon Ho-jung.

Yeon Ho-jeong entered the room and organised her thoughts.

"In the end, this is what I will do. To prepare, to prevent."

Yeonga perishes after one year and five months.

Furthermore, 20 years later, the Shao Yin religion turns the central plains into hell.

Neither of these was an issue to be taken lightly. Yanjia was his family, and the Shaanqiao rebellion burned down the entire central plains. If you don't stop adultery, your family will end up in danger.

Even the place where Shayinqiao first started cutting in the Central Plain was Jiangsu Province, where Yeonjia was located.

'There are two more rivals besides the fornication cult. It's not enough to prepare now to block their offensive in advance.'

It felt like my head was overheating.

After calming herself down with a few deep breaths, Yeon Ho-jung made a decision.

'it's okay. Sexual intercourse or something, that's not what's important right now. The important thing is to go home.'

Now that I'm back in the past, I can do a lot of things I couldn't before.

However, Yeon Ho-jeong did not set too many goals unnecessarily. In any situation, he was quick to judge what was most important right now and what to do first for the goal.

The important thing now is the family name.

How to keep the family?

Yeon Ho-jung slaps her cheek lightly.

"Let's look at the body first."

He sat cross-legged under the bed and examined his body.

'also.'

I checked it a few times at the investigation party, but it's still disappointing.

'I don't know where to start.'

Compared to his peers, his internal capacity was quite high. Even Yeon Ji-pyeong, which overwhelms Yeonho-jeong, was inferior to Yeonho-jeong in terms of internal performance.

But, as with everything in the world, quality is more important than quantity.

'Is the non-yeonsim method the state of seven stars?

'

Non-yeonsim method was the basic method of heart in Byeoksan Sonata. The level is not high, and the power to release internal power is not strong.

It's literally the basics, but even after eating 18, I only learned seven stars.

Yeon Ho-jeong was bitter inside.

'It certainly wasn't a good talent.'

In order to move on to the next martial art, the non-yeonsimbeop had to reach at least the stage of composition (九成).

Yeon Ho-jeong only learned the composition a few days before the family's extinction. However, at the age of 16, Yeon Ji-pyeong achieved great success in non-yeonsimbeop.

The difference in talent between the two was so great.

Yeon Ho-jeong closed her eyes.

'Right now, it's about the non-love method. It would be better to get rid of it now.'

Twenty-six years later, he still vividly remembers the rules of the simbeop.

He recited the precepts of the simbeop.

self.

A subtle haze rose from the body in the lotus position.

It was still before the real energy was realised in the visible realm. He had enough internal energy, but it was because his body was not accustomed to fa-kyung (發勁).

But that's for a while.

Wiing.

A signal came from Danjeon.

Compared to the days of the Emperor of Darkness, everything in Danjeon, blood vessels, blood vessels, and muscles and bones is in a poor state. However, his head had completely disassembled the non-yeonsim method. It would be possible to attach it to the body somehow.

After a while.

Wheein! Wheein!

The haze rising from her shoulders was smeared with a soft pale green glow.

It was a blurry colour that was not very bright yet, flickering repeatedly.

A cold sweat broke out on Yeonhojeong's forehead.

'It's not easy.'

It wasn't impossible though.

Pick!

My shoulders twitched.

Took! Tuduk!

From the upper arm to the lower arm, the entire arm squirmed wildly.

It was the same with the legs in the lotus position. The true energy extends to all four limbs and penetrates the clogged blood vessels step by step.

Half an hour passed like that.

From the nose of Yeon Ho-jeong drenched in sweat! There was a sound.

Jureuk.

Dark red blood flowed from his nose. The true energy went up to the head, where numerous bloods were concentrated.

'done.'

A small smile crept across Yeonhojeong's lips.

'Finally, if I do Iljucheon.'

Jiing! Gying!

A pale green haze, slightly brighter than before, leaked from his body.

"Whoa."

Hojeong Yeon took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and relaxed the lotus position.

"I thought it would be easy, but it's harder than I thought."

he got up from his seat

Yeon Ho-jung, who repeatedly clenched and opened his fists, nodded.

"Worth a little look."

The body was the same, but the nature of the internal airway was changed and the blood supply was much more pierced. It was only now that the foundation for learning proper internal skills had been created.

It was an incredible conversion speed.

"It's important from now on."

Hojeong Yeon shook her head after thinking for a moment.

"You've already made your decision, but what are you thinking about? Let's not waste time."

After taking a clean bath and changing clothes, he headed straight to the room to go.

On the way there, many people looked at Yeonhojeong and said hello.

"Meet the Archduke."

"The Archduke."

Formal greetings, never lacking in courtesy.

However, there was no respect or difficulties for superiors in their greetings. Of course, there were no scornful glances.

It is hard and blunt enough to feel cold at first glance. No matter what they were thinking inside, on the outside, their words and actions seemed to fit into a straight line.

'The rule of law cannot be found in flexibility.'

The atmosphere of the family came anew.

And naturally, I came to compare it with the atmosphere of the Black Empire.

'It's probably better than the Black Emperor Castle.'

In the long run, I thought the atmosphere of the love song would be better. It may seem stingy with affection, but at least it's because it's thorough in top-down.

But even if it was hard, it was too hard. This atmosphere was likely to cause problems in one form or another in the future.

'Isn't that something I'm worried about?

'

After a while, he stood in front of the building he was going to go to.

The entrance to the building was guarded by two guards. They were middle-aged warriors, each carrying a sword and a sword.

"Meet the Grand Duke. What did you come for? "

"To see my father."

The eyes of the gate guard shimmered.

Until now, the grand duke had never visited the head of the house first.

"Perhaps, did the head of the household give us a separate word without our knowledge?

"

"It's not like that."

"If you do, you won't be able to enter."

Yeon Ho-jung frowned.

"It is a bit urgent. Let me know inside."

"sorry. The head of the family gave strict orders not to let anyone in until noon."

up to the strict name?

"You got the time wrong. Then would it be all right if I told you what I said later?"

"of course."

"Okay, then I'll just tell you what I have to say."

"Tell me."

"Tell them that they will learn Byeokrajingyeol in advance."

In an instant, the gatekeepers' eyes widened.

"yes?

"

"Did you not hear? I will learn the truth in advance, so just tell him to know that."

Yeon Ho-jung turned his back.

"Then do your best."

"Hey, wait!"

"huh?

"

"Did you just say it was a wall break?"

"however?

"

The gatekeepers opened their mouths.

Yeon Ho-jung frowned.

"You're not really deaf, are you?

"

"… … ."

"Be sure to tell them. So that you don't say anything else later."

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was walking with the shocked gatekeepers behind, suddenly saw a boy in her eyes.

"Horizon?

"

"oh? Brother, are you here?!"

"Uh, I'm going to see my father."

Yeon Ji-pyeong looked at Yeon Ho-jeong with surprised eyes.

In a family where everyone wore hard masks, Yeon Ji-pyeong was showing the most honest and humane reaction. Yeonhojeong smiled involuntarily.

"Uh, what happened?"

"Just for some reason. But what are you doing here? Are you also here to see your father?"

Yeon Ji-pyeong pursed her lips.

"My older brother wasn't at the place, so I was walking around looking for him."

"me? Why me? "

"I said I would buy you food. They said they also looked for a good inn."

"ah?

"

Yeon Ho-jung cleared her throat as if she had just remembered.

"What, do you really need to eat outside? Enough inside... … ."

Yeonhojeong couldn't finish her words. It was because I could see Yeon Ji-pyeong's cow-like eyes getting wet.

Somehow, my mouth felt dry.

"Then, shall we get some fresh air and have a meal outside?"

Yeon Ji-face pyeong's brightened at once.

"yes!

"

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